I thought I would have loads of time to blog about great things this week as I'm on holiday from work. Not so! The week has flown by and I seem to have done very little, even though I've been busier than ever. The new ideas for my fair stall are progressing at an achingly slow rate, very unusual for me as I'm normally full of enthusiasm about such things. I'm either tired or the ideas are not as good as they should be. Oh dear ...
One of the highlights of the week was meeting up with an old friend, Nick. He's a very talented writer and was delivering a workshop on crime writing at the local library, so met him for coffee and catch up in a nearby seafront cafe. His writing style revolves around the seamier side of life in London and the North, especially in the 1960's, 70's, 80's, with references to the social culture of those times - music, fashion, etc. It's very atmospheric and evocative. Nick has also co-written two books about the Grimsby fishing heritage:
Nick has also told me that "Frank is Coming"! (More on this later in the year). In the meantime there are some brilliant short stories on his blog Electric Lullaby.
Even my charity shop ventures were mostly failures this week. I only bought
An Ironstone Broadhurst handpainted plate, designed by Kathie Winkle
and a cute mug, just right for my fancy teas.
I even did an extra day's admin work at Artlandish, my other job, instead of lazing around or crafting, and today is Granddaughter Day, so I'll be busy again. I'll just leave you with a few photos of a garden in full bloom with growing produce.